Our discussion from last week’s word ‘frame’ brought out some wonderful words, ‘cage’ being one of them.
Where does the word ‘cage’ lead you and what does it conjure?
It is true to say, that we often feel the want to strive for freedom, hence any sense of being caged, may not seem appealing. What types of cages are there? Caged animals was the first things that came to my mind, and yet these are are not the only type of cages.
We discussed the concept of human cages, that may not be visible, yet form limitations in some way. Sometimes cages are there to protect us, for our own safety and sometimes they are to protect something from us.
We hope you enjoy these expressions around the word ‘cage’ and feel free to comment on your own feelings.
The next week’s word is ‘knitting’.
Hope to see you there.
This time Amity
This time Amity wished me into reality. Six years old and no silly billy she tried Princes White witches angels and fairies Marvel hero’s and imaginary friends. None of these creatures could contain all her experiences. So here I am floating on the edge of her bed. Her tiny fingers silently, lovingly, caringly building, moulding, creating her life into me. I hope I’ll be her safe repository. With one final touch A name which to call me When in distress To let her mind Come to rest
I’m to answer to
Strong unbreakable totally reliable. She has spun me in a golden mesh. Rainbows dance along my length. Coloured blocks act as storage spots Each colour to expand and interlock memories on demand. For Amity I’ll be her special right hand to store each days sensory overload. Then at night she can call my name and on her command open to the flow and let her stream her past day into me. Then falling asleep with peaceful dreams she’ll no longer be overwhelmed by nightly screams
Exotic flash of colour Brightens the sky
Flying free So much to see
Wings expand Broad view of the land
Attracted by a light Got a huge fright
Couldn’t get out of the way He saved the day
Was so lucky…
Taken to a vet Soon became a pet
Elaborate cage Was all the rage
Cleanly kept And swept
Food always near No need to fear
Looking pretty Feeling pity
Dulled voice Delusion of choice
Door open A token
Until the day I flew away
And now free To be me
Who I am meant to be,
TLaB 4th July 22
What is freedom? Can it be seen or unseen? Is it a state of mind or heart A state of being Or somewhere in between?
What is a cage? Does it surround us? Does it trap us? Can it be seen or unseen? Is it a state of mind or heart Or a state of being Or somewhere in between?
Can we feel free in a cage? Or is it delusion? Can relationships or even marriage Be a cage? Is it a state of mind or heart Or a state of being Or somewhere in between?
What scale can be a cage? The universe, world, country, town, abode? Can we feel trapped if our cage is the universe or planet? Is it a state of mind or heart Or a state of being Or somewhere in between?
Maybe the cage is emotional Where our choices are not made freely Where we are trapped by fear, rules, expectations or duty? How can we tell? I have felt trapped from all of these and more Is it a state of mind or heart Or a state of being Or somewhere in between?
Is there any hope? Or do we stay in our cages until the end? Maybe we can begin to awaken To practice making our own choices With our heart as the guide Remove the burden of looking over our shoulder
And instead look yonder to our future Is it a state of mind or heart Or a state of being Or somewhere in between?